The first dream I recalled was a commercial for a special trip aboard the retired US battleship Alabama, in which it would set forth to cruise up a river into a remote area so that its passengers could observe a minor league baseball game in a venue so remote from any nearby city that the passengers were apparently the only spectators. Especially appealing was a shot of the battleship looking very majestic as it sailed along (apparently retaining her main armament but perhaps without her 5 inch dual-purpose secondary armament, perhaps removed to make more deck space for spectators).
Another dream resembled either a 1950's sci-fi B-movie or perhaps an old Twilight Zone episode (though in faded, washed-out color rather than black-and-white). Four explorers were stranded on Mars and at one point came to the edge of the soundstage (a point where the soil ran up against a soundstage wall) but pretended not to notice; at least two of the explorers were men and there might have been one woman in a non-speaking role. One of the men then discovered that Mars was ideal for growing cotton and then somehow contrived to cover the planet with plantations (despite the absence of any obvious labor force or farm machinery). Another man pointed out that the Martian soil would probably be ruined if the other fellow didn't employ crop rotation but the empire-builder didn't care about that. Meanwhile on Earth, a fellow named 'King' inscribed a message onto a piece of sheet metal (something to the effect of 'We're coming for you ~ King'), cut the message into the shape of a stylized crown and sent it via a matter transmitter (resembling a microwave oven) to Mars. Another scene then showed that Earth had sent a very sizable military force as a rescue mission; looking out the window of a car, I was impressed to see many 1950's-style soldiers, trucks, tanks and artillery pieces and supposed that perhaps the producer had some arrangement with the military to use the personnel and their equipment as extras. Despite the vintage military equipment, technology had otherwise progressed during the decades it took to mount a rescue mission and the empire builder was especially impressed by a 1980's-style CD in a jewel case in the glove compartment of the car. When he put it in a player inside the car, however, it played a warning from one of the long-departed Martians (actually resembling a human but with a fiery red background) advising the humans to leave or be destroyed. Whereas the other three explorers heeded the message, the empire builder and military forces did not and vanished into a misty haze.
Another dream appeared to revolve around an elaborate wargame session with miniature figures, apparently based on the Squad Leader game but with some odd variations. I controlled a very tiny force consisting of just two German vehicles ~ one perhaps a scout car behind cover, and the other an unarmed tractor hitched to a futuristic-looking launcher for two modern-looking missiles (though I supposed they were actually rockets, this being World War II). Opposing me was a team of three players consisting of two friends and another fellow resembling an inmate at the prison where I work; they controlled an unknown number of Italians located in a cluster of immense bunker-like buildings across the room. During the pregame setup I noticed one peculiar detail in the form of a solid metal wall several hundred feet long (at the scale we were using) in the middle of a copse of trees; since I couldn't imagine what such a structure would be doing there, I borrowed a length of miniature picket fence from a friend to replace the wall. The Italians then went first, with one friend stretching a blue piece of yarn across the room to establish line-of-sight and firing a machine gun at my launcher without effect. I then asked the prisoner to roll for me as I sought to drop a smoke round on one of the Italian buildings and he rolled a natural "2"; in addition to placing the round and generating sniper fire against our side (also ineffective), it also generated a pregnancy result among the Italians (perhaps because there were both males and females in the building). Rolling 1 die and achieving an odd number, I determined that the baby was male.
Finally, the last dream I recall appeared to be a video featuring some prominent young bearded musician (whom I didn't recognize) as he traveled around the world re-visiting places he had visited and thought of settling down in. At least three scenic locations were featured but the most bizarre scene showed the fellow up to his neck in a river in Japan whilst speaking by cell phone with someone and explaining that the locals were showing him how to play a 'yakisoba' (though I supposed he meant 'samisen' since yakisoba is actually a noodle dish; at any rate, the instrument was not visible since I supposed it to be underwater).